by Luna Hunter
Even my obsidian armor can’t hide the bulge between my legs anymore. Olivia’s eyes flicker downward for only a moment, but her body’s reaction is as plain as day. She can’t stop her eyebrows from rising. Her pupils dilate, and she sucks in a big breath. One finger twirls a strand of her blonde hair while she crosses her legs.
I can hear her heartbeat from here — but that’s nothing compared to her scent.
Pure, sweet, unadulterated arousal.
Her body has already betrayed her.
Now all I have to do is conquer her mind.
“I think you know what the price is,” I growl, as my thumb pulls her bottom lip down. Damn, it’s so soft and wet. I slowly push my finger into her mouth.
She doesn’t struggle. She doesn’t move away.
Instead, she just looks up at me, daring me with those big blue eyes of hers.
Perhaps I misjudged. I thought she was already mine… but those mischievous eyes of hers, so bold and brazen, make my heart beat faster.
Without breaking eye contact she wraps her lips around my thumb and flicks her tongue against it, her cheeks caving in as she sucks.
A jolt unlike anything I’ve ever felt courses through my veins, as if I’ve been struck by lightning. My cock throbs so vigorously it feels like my armor is about to burst — I’m so hard its confinement is painful.
I’m supposed to be the one in control!
She pulls back.
“Are you going to punish me?” she asks, her voice throaty and low. “Because even if you do… I’ll never talk.”
“You haven’t suffered punishment at my hands,” I growl. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She wets her bottom lip with her tongue. “Try me.”
I can’t let such an invitation pass.
With an animalistic growl, I jump forward and grab her wrists, yanking her up. She almost flies out of her seat, her yelp echoing off the cold walls.
I throw her against the metal table, her body bent over at the waist. With one hand I hold the back of her neck tightly, pressing her cheek against the cold metal.
“Don’t dare me,” I growl.
My other hand strikes her round behind hard. She flinches, but can’t suppress a soft moan when my palm connects.
“Or what?” she says, her voice muffled.
Olivia is really testing my patience. I’ve tried to be reasonable. I’ve tried to be fair. She’s making it really hard to keep in control.
Time to let go.
“Or I’ll do this,” I say as I yank her pants down with one pull. Buttons go flying across the room as her pale, soft skin comes into view. She screams and struggles, but I keep her held down.
To my surprise, she’s wearing black, silky panties underneath her no-nonsense outfit. The bold female has a softer side to her.
And I’m itching to sink my fingers into it.
I strike her again. Harder this time. The smack resonates off the walls, and a red imprint of my hand remains on her round cheek.
“Ready to talk?”
“Never,” she groans.
“Suit yourself.”
I spank her, over and over again, until her cheeks are entirely red. At first she screams with every strike, but soon her sounds change to grunts, and then, moans.
This is supposed to be punishment, but the human female seems to be enjoying this as much as I am.
After I strike her, my hand lingers on her cheek. Her skin is soft, but glowing bright red. I can feel the warmth radiating off her. I grab her ass, my fingers sinking into her soft skin.
Olivia is trembling, her knees weak, but she doesn’t surrender her secrets. She’s pushing me along, practically begging for my hands to wander across her body.
I don’t intend to disappoint.
My hand slides between her legs and I feel her panties are soaked. The feel of her wet lips is enough to awaken my most primal instinct.
I’m going to take her.
Right here.
Right now.
11
Olivia
This is insane.
I’ve done stupid and dangerous things before, but never anything like this.
I’ve bungee-jumped. I’ve participated in the ices-races on Alaska, and I’ve done a shuttle race around the moon. I’ve even accepted drinks from strangers.
But I have my limits. I don’t go home with said stranger.
And I certainly don’t go home with alien warlords.
And I definitely don’t intentionally antagonize them into delivering corporal punishment.
So how come I find myself bent over a metal table in the dark reaches of this alien warship, one strong hand resting on my neck, Vukan’s fingers wrapped around my throat, while his other hand strokes my soaking wet panties?!
His fingers stroke my wet lips through the thin fabric, and I can’t help but moan, my knees buckling. I’ve bitten my lip so hard to stop myself from moaning when he spanked me that I can taste blood.
“Talk,” he threatens.
I can feel his warm breath on my nearly naked ass. I can make it stop if I just give him what he wants, if I just tell him everything about our mission…
But I don’t want him to stop.
“No,” I groan.
With one tug he yanks my panties down to my ankles. I’m now naked from the waist down and completely at the general’s mercy; his to do with whatever he wishes.
No man has ever held such power over me.
His strong fingers rub my folds. One finger enters me, and I whimper with pleasure. The feeling of being so completely dominated is indescribable. My entire skin prickles with heat, my stomach fluttering, my clit aching to be touched.
I’ve never felt anything like it. But then again, I’ve never met a man as powerful as Vukan before.
He pulls his hand back and I find myself feeling disappointed. I glance at him from the corner of my eyes, and my face turns crimson when I see he brings the glistening wet finger up to his lips.
Is he tasting me?
Oh god.
He sees me watching and smirks. He slowly releases my neck, but I remain in the same position, sprawled out all over the cold, metal table. Both his hands move down to my ass, his strong fingers grabbing a firm hold of my ass.
Is he…?
Suddenly he grabs my shoulders and pulls me back to my feet. He twirls me around, and I find myself standing face to face with a broad, naked, blue chest.
His armor lies down on the floor, pooled around his feet. Underneath it, he is completely and totally naked. My eyes take in his perfect, sculpted frame. I don’t know where to look — there’s so much to take in.
My eyes are glued to his cock. It’s hard to avoid — it’s big, throbbing, and the shiny head is pressing against my pale thighs.
He places a finger below my chin and forces me to look up.
His light blue eyes are brimming with arousal. He leans in and without a moment’s hesitation he kisses me.
I melt.
His tongue enters my mouth. He growls, one hand moving back to my neck, the other one circling my waist and grabbing a handful of my ass.
He’s so rough and possessive… and I love it.
The head of his blue cock presses against my mound, and a soft whimper leave my lips. He’s so damn big. Vukan pulls back, grinning victoriously at me.
With a single flick of his wrists he twirls me back around, pushing me down on the cold, metal table again. I glance over my shoulder just in time to see him drop to his knees behind me.
Surely he can’t…
The next moment I feel his skilled tongue move right across my wet folds. My knees buckle and I try to squirm away, but his strong hands hold my waist in place as he kisses me from behind, his tongue exploring my most sensitive spot.
I moan as his tongue enters me. He traces his way down, finding my throbbing clit. The moment he touches me there I see stars, my wanton cries echoing off the walls.
Vu
kan understands my body perfectly. He doubles down on my clit, his powerful tongue flicking against the sensitive nub rhythmically, bringing me ever higher and higher.
Pure bliss radiates from my core outwards, all the way down to my curled-up toes. I can’t believe this warlord has me bent over a table as he eats me out.
I also can’t believe I’m about to have the most powerful orgasm of my life.
“O-oh g-god,” I stammer. “Y-y-y-yes! Y-yes! YES!”
I shut my eyes, and all I see is bright, shiny stars. My entire body trembles, and if Vukan wasn’t holding my waist I’d slide right off the damn table. I try my best to move away as the pleasure is simply overwhelming, but Vukan doesn’t allow it.
He holds me firmly in place, his mouth on my pussy, this tongue teasing my clit, forcing a second orgasm out of me.
I beg for him to stop, and finally, he releases me. I pant, my entire chest heaving with every breath.
I’ve never experienced anything like this before.
I look back at him with one eye open to see him grinning at me, licking his lips. He’s standing up straight, his shoulders pushed back, his naked broad frame on full display.
I like what I see.
“I thought you were going to punish me?” I breathe.
He shakes his head. “This is no longer punishment. This is training.”
Vukan grabs the base of his big blue cock. It’s standing up straight, and it seems even bigger now.
He smacks his hardness against my ass, spanking me with my cock.
Holy… it’s so big and so hard.
That’s never ever going to fit inside me. I’ve never been wetter, but still…
For the first time I feel a little frightened what that cock might do to me — how it’ll feel inside of me, stretching me, filling me. Frightened, but also deeply excited.
His powerful hands move over my naked lower back as if he already owns my body. I squirm, eager for him to take me.
Without warning he grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back as he places the head of his cock at my entrance.
I just met this man.
And now he’s going to fuck me with his big blue cock.
Damn.
With a single thrust of his hips he enters me. His cock spreads my lips apart, the big, light-blue head forcing its way into me. He slides into me, inch after inch of his Zoran cock filling me.
I’ve never felt anything this big. Pain mixed with pleasure as the dominant alien makes me his. My mouth hangs open, my eyes rolled back.
There’s nothing I can do now but be fucked by the Zoran warlord.
He rips my shirt open, tearing the fabric, my breasts spilling out. He grabs a firm hold of them, his fingers finding my hard, erect nipples instantly.
“You are mine,” he growls into my ear. “Tell me you’re mine!”
“N-n-no,” I stammer, struggling to get the words over my lips.
He may have conquered my body, but he hasn’t claimed my mind.
Yet.
Angry, Vukan pulls out and slams his big cock back into me, driving every inch of his blue hardness into my dripping wet cunt with one hard push. I scream as he buries himself inside of me. I can feel him perfectly — every vein on his shaft, every pulse, every throb, I feel it all.
“Say it!”
“Never!” I say, my voice breaking. Every time I push back, I know he’ll fuck me harder — it’s almost an addiction for me at this point. I’m a glutton for punishment. “N-never!”
He jackhammers his cock into me angrily, one hand slapping my ass as he fucks me, the other hand squeezing and groping my sensitive breasts.
The pleasure is overwhelming. The angry, growly warlord is fucking me senseless; pounding me into the high heavens. He groans and grunts like an animal as he punishes me with his cock.
I’ve never been taken like this. Never has a man made me his, showed me his true power, and most surprising of all, I never thought I’d enjoy it this much! As enjoyable as this position is, I wish I could see him. I want to see his penetrating gaze as he enters me, see his brow furrow, see the sweat drip down his chest…
As if he can read my mind he pulls out and rolls me over. Vukan grabs a firm hold of my thighs, his fingers sinking into my soft skin, as he places my legs up on his shoulders. His cock rests on my belly, and for the first time I can take a proper look at the amazing weapon he’s got between his legs.
It’s as blue as he is, with big, throbbing veins running up the length of his shaft, all the way up to the big head. The shiny head is a lighter shade of blue, matching his steely eyes.
To my embarrassment, the entire length of his cock is coated with my juices.
Vukan places his blue cock back at my entrance and enters me again, and a wanton moan instantly leaves my lips. His hands move to my breasts, squeezing them as he continues fucking me hard. His entire muscular body is covered with a fine sheen of sweat, his eyes focuses on me.
“You’re mine,” he growls again, straight from the heart.
His cock fills me perfectly, and this time, I don’t have the energy to deny him any longer.
I’m his.
“Y-yes!” I say. “I’m yours!”
“Louder!”
His fingers twist my nipples.
“I’m yours!” I scream. “I’M YOURS!”
“Tell me you love my cock!”
Love. That’s a powerful word… but it describes exactly what I’m feeling right now. I both hate and love Vukan at the same time. I hate how he’s turned me into his sexual plaything — and I love it. I hate how much power he holds over me. And I love it.
I hate how good he fucks me, because I know I can never live without him now.
“I love your cock!”
Damn that’s naughty. The moment the words leave my lips, I feel a rush of energy pass through me, from my lips down to my core.
“It’s so big,” I breathe. “So strong. Like you.”
I can tell from the glint in Vukan’s blue eyes he loves it when I talk like that. If I keep it up, he might just come inside of me.
Oh god.
He’ll come right inside of me. Without protection. He’ll fill me right up, give me every last drop of his Zoran seed. He’ll mark me as his.
Oh yes.
“I love it! I can n-never live without it!”
Vukan grunts approvingly. I can feel his hardness growing inside of me, swelling, throbbing, pulsing, his orgasm just a few thrusts away.
Fill me with your seed, you Zoran warlord.
“Do you love my pussy?”
His eyes widen with shock — and arousal. There’s more where that came from. I’m known to speak my mind…
“My human pussy fits well around your Zoran cock,” I say with a mischievous smirk.
“Yes!” he roars like a lion. “Yes! Your pussy was made for my cock!”
I nod breathlessly, my hands running up his broad, naked chest.
“Are you going to cum inside me?”
“Yes!” he says. “Yes, yes, yes!”
With one final, deep stroke he bottoms out inside of me, forcing every last inch of his big blue cock inside of me. His entire body tenses up, and I can feel his cock grow what feels like a whole extra inch.
He roars primally as he comes inside of me, his knees trembling and his cock pulsing as he fills me with his potent seed.
I feel it perfectly. Every drop of his seed. Every throb of his cock.
The feeling of his juices filling me sends me over the edge, and we come in unison, our bodies, our souls connected for a brief, beautiful moment.
When I open my eyes again I find Vukan leaning over me, his forehead pressing against mine. His manly scent fills my nostrils, and his light-blue eyes gaze into mine.
I place my hand on his chiseled jaw and kiss him, my tongue brushing against his bottom lip.
“You’re mine,” he breathes.
“Maybe,” I smirk.
This is so n
ot me. I make it a point to not kiss on the first date, and now, hours after meeting the assertive general, I have a pussy filled with Zoran cum. This day is getting stranger by the minute…
Without warning the metal door swings open. A red Zoran warrior stands in the opening. I yelp, covering my breasts with my hand, but thankfully the alien warrior’s eyes are focused on his general.
“Vukan!” he growls. “We’re under attack!”
12
Vukan
The moment I caught Olivia’s scent I couldn’t control myself any longer. I needed to have her. Right there and right then.
I’ve never mated with a human before.
Before today, the idea seemed ludicrous to me. I thought them weak beings, with no honor, no strength.
Olivia proved me wrong. She has more fire in her than most Zorans!
I didn’t just fuck her — I mated with her as if my life depended on it. I buried my cock inside of her as if the future of both our species depended on it.
And I made her beg for my seed.
I’ve never done anything this passionate and animalistic before. For a brief moment I lost myself in a sea of lust. There was nothing else, only me and her.
The curvy blonde keeps surprising me. I know she is defiant, but even during mating, even with my blue cock buried deep inside of her, she has a will of her own.
And a filthy mouth, too.
This is only the beginning of her training. I look forward to hearing more filthy words leaving those thick, kissable lips of hers…
My post-coital bliss is ruined when the large metal door swings open. Teodor stands in the doorway, his eyes opened wide with panic.
In all of our years fighting together I’ve never seen Teodor tattled by anything.
“Vukan!” he growls. “We’re under attack!”
He speeds down the hallway and returns to his station, leaving the door wide open.
I turn my head back to Olivia. My cock is still buried deep inside of her. I am far from finished — this is only the beginning of her training. I have yet to make her well and truly mine… but the rest will have to wait.
I pull out, and she whines softly. I quickly slip into my armor, my still-erect cock only barely fitting into my tight outfit. The human female looks at me with those big, beautiful blue eyes of hers.